The Delaware ledger. (Newark, Del.) 1879-19??, 1887-08-27

but so pale was she | feared she
would faint.
We soon after returned home.
The distance was short, but the time
seemed an age until we reached our
house. l would have given worlds
to have spoken and to have told her
all--all my sorrow---all my repent
ance but | could not my tongue
Glove to the roof of my mouth, nor
indeed, until long nfter we had
reached our home, and she bade me
goodnight" could / utter word.
Then and only then ] stammered
out request that she would remain
for few moments. She closed the
door and returned to her chair, rails
ing her large, dark eyes inquiringly
to mine. l hesitated.
Emily" at last said II had not
called her so for months before
Emily, will you not sing me those
songs you sang tonight"
Certainly, you wish it, she
replied, and seating herself at the
piano, she sang them again in
clear, calm voice.
l had determined when the songs
were finished to seek Il reconciliation
but the demon, pride, whispered you
be less firm than she this cannot
last /; why humiliate yourself?"
Alas, listened, and obcyed! suf-
fcrcd the last opportunity to allow
our lost happiness to escape. Pride
the tyrant. was obcyrd, and suffer
ed her to leave the room with Il cold
"sood-night." | went up into my
own lonely chamber, and sat down,
and pondercd on the events of the
evening, regretting, bitterly regret
ting my folly in suffering my pride
again to master me.
| heard my wife moving about her
hoom which adjoined my own, and
then, suddenly, Il heavy fall and IL
low groan! rushed into her apart
ment and found her extended on
the floor. raised her in my arms,
and to my horror her white night
dress was covered with blood, which
was streaming from her mouth. The
truth flashed upon me at once she
had broken blood vessel she
would die | sprang to the bell.
In few minutes minutes which
seemed an age, the servants entered
the room, but stopped horror-strick-
I'm 1T beholding their beloved mis-
trcss apparently in the agonics of
death
"The doctor IL doctor. quick y |
shouted "she will die-shc will
diem
In second they were all gone
save her maid, who was sobbinS and
praying, while she wiped the blood
away from the blue lips of her ex-
piring mistress o, what agony |
suffered during the interval which
ensucd before the arrival of the ply
sician called her by the dearest
titles | begged her but to speak one
word, entrcated her to forgive me
only to smile once more ? She
slowly opened her large eyes, and Il
slight smile passed over her face,
and she was-lead Just then the
physicians entered. | would not 60
l could not really believe that she
was no m0re-that God had taken
her from me. begged and prayed
for them to exert their skill to save
her
1t will be useless to attempt it, y
was their passionless reply; 'no hui
man being can restore life r
l did not believe them. My wife
was not, could not be dead! ! clasp
ed her in my arms kissed her
brow--and all became blank
What passed afterwards know
not. When | awoke to conscious
ness found myself lying on II bed
in darkened room. A strange fc-
male was standing by its side, talk
ing low tone of voice to another
stranger.
"lIe seems better to-day doctor,
said she, "much better
asked for my wife, they tod me
to be quiet, that had been very i'll,
and inquired how felt? ] answer
ed not, for gradually past events
came back to my recollection. | re-
membered evcrything-even my
last kiss ON her clay-cold lips. l
, knew that she was dead, and asked
! them what they had done with her
At first they hcsitatcd, but at length
= they told me She had been buried
Buried My Emily my wife
: Again | ceased to remember. The
t delirium which accompanied the
fever that had attacked me, returned
: All was chaos
Several months elapsed ere ! re.